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Ripping off my unappealing skin the agonising pigment of my complexion to release the pain held deep within under the flesh of a dysphoric reflection Torn veins peacefully rest at my heels as I drain the blood from my face until what once was, forever conceals the vision of me I couldn't embrace So I chisel away at the exposed bone obliterating the imperfect structure of me as mangled pieces are viciously thrown faraway from where the eyes can see Feeling serene as my unconscious rage dies as I covered the remains of my dissection looked into the mirror through porcelain eyes as I held to my face a mask of perfection.
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 6:06 AM UTC
Dissection Of The Imperfect
Ripping off my unappealing skin the agonising pigment of my complexion to release the pain held deep within under the flesh of a dysphoric reflection Torn veins peacefully rest at my heels as I drain the blood from my face until what once was, forever conceals the vision of me I couldn't embrace So I chisel away at the exposed bone obliterating the imperfect structure of me as mangled pieces are viciously thrown faraway from where the eyes can see Feeling serene as my unconscious rage dies as I covered the remains of my dissection looked into the mirror through porcelain eyes as I held to my face a mask of perfection.
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 6:06 AM UTC
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